Thursday, September 25, 2025
Spooktober is almost here
Sunday, September 21, 2025
Book cover: "The Footsteps at the Lock"
- Title: The Footsteps at the Lock
- Author: Ronald Arbuthnott Knox (1888-1957). He was an Anglican priest in the Church of England, who later resigned from that post to convert to Catholicism — an event that created a lot of buzz. On the side, he wrote detective novels, as one does.
- Cover design: Paul E. Kennedy
- Publisher: Dover Publications, New York
- Publication note on copyright page: "This Dover edition, first published in 1983, is an unabridged republication of the work as originally published by Methuen & Co. Ltd., London, 1928. (The map that originally appeared on the endpapers has been placed after the dedication.)" That map appears at the bottom of this post, too.
- Series: This is one of five novels by Knox that feature insurance investigator Miles Bredon.
- Dedication: To David in memory of the Uncas
- Pages: 248
- Format: Paperback
- Price: $6.95
- Back cover excerpt: "Monsignor Knox is well known in mystery circles as one of the fathers of Holmesian scholarship. This lighthearted narrative reveals him as not only a scholar of the mystery genre but an able practitioner as well."
- First sentence: "It is an undeniable but mystifying fact of natural ethics that a man has the right to dispose of his own property at death."
- Random excerpt from middle #1: "One very old gentleman had to be convinced, with great difficulty, that iw as the hare, not the hounds, which worked by electricity; he was positive of the contrary — it was notorious."2
- Random excerpt from middle #2: "You do not shock the refined ears of a lady who dates from the Crimea by describing too faithfully the habits of a young ne'er-do-weel."
- Random excerpt from middle #3: "Millington Bridge is not among those one-way-traffic concerns in which our thrifty forefathers delighted; there is room to pass a lorry on it; but, by a kind of false analogy, it was a sharp angle over each of its jutting piers in which the pedestrian may take refuge from the dangers and the mud-splashings of the road."
- Rating on Goodreads: 3.66 stars (out of 5)
- Goodreads review excerpt: In 2012, Abbey wrote: "Layers within layers, puzzles tied to other puzzles, abound in this finely crafted, albeit slow and extremely old-fashioned tale. ... I’d always wanted to see what Knox’s writing was like, and now I have. While I enjoyed this one I won’t go far out of my way to read more of his books, as the excellent initial premise, the convoluted plotting and good pacing eventually became overwhelmed by the formulaic nature of the 'thrills'."
- Rating on Amazon: 4 stars (out of 5)
- Amazon review excerpt: In 2015, Bracton wrote: "Close attention to the map at the beginning of the book is helpful (I made a rough schematic to keep next to me as I read). Of course, the real entertainment value of the story is in the puzzle and seeing how Bredon and Leyland sort it out. And the writing is beyond superb. Not only are there evocative descriptions of the upper Thames and surrounding countryside, but there are marvelous turns of phrase: in referring to a character's addiction to morphine, a doctor says 'When I saw him, he'd obviously more or less reached the line of perpetual snow.' But it's not all plot and clever writing; there's a very insightful (but not intrusive) discussion between two of the characters on a question of ethics. This is simply a very good book, and when you've read it, you'll be looking for Father Knox's other mystery novels."
Saturday, September 20, 2025
A bit about spoons & alchymy from Alice Morse Earle
Customs and Fashions of Old New England was first published in 1893 and written by Alice Morse Earle (1851-1911), who was previously featured on Papergreat 13 years ago, in a post about her book Home Life in Colonial Days.
My copy of Customs and Fashions of Old New England is the 1909 reissue by Charles Scribner's Sons. It was once the property of Laura E. Bayless, per the cursive signature on the first page. That's possibly this Laura E. Bayless, but there's little way to know for sure.
I've had a bookmark sticking out of this book for years, because I keep meaning to share this passage about spoons. So, without further ado, here it is:
"The greater number number of spoons owned by colonists were of pewter or of alchymy — or alcamyne, ocamy, ocany, orkanie, alcamy, or occonie — a metal composed of pan-brass and arsenicum. The reference in inventories, enrolments, and wills, to spoons of these materials are so frequent, so ever-present, as to make citation superfluous. An evil reputation of poisonous unhealthfulness hung around the vari-spelled alchymy (perhaps it is only a gross libel of succeeding generations); but, harmful of harmless, alchymy, no matter how spelt, disappears from use before Revolutionary times. Wooden spoons also are named. Silver spoons were not very plentiful. John Oxenbridge bequeathed thirteen spoons in 1673, and 'one sweetmeat spoon,' and '1 childs spoon which was mine in my infancy.' Other pap-spoons, and candle-spoons are named in wills; marrow-spoons, also, long and slender of bowl. The value of a dozen silver spoons was given in 1869 as £5 13s. 6d. In succeeding years each genteel family owned silver spoons, frequently in large number; while one Boston physician, Dr. Cutter, had, 1761, half a dozen gold teaspoons."
There’s a surprising amount packed into that little passage for spoon historians, etymologists, early American social historians, food historians and even archaeometallurgists to chew on. And it’s just one paragraph out of a 387-page treasure trove that we can thank Alice Morse Earle for compiling. If you ever come across a copy of Customs and Fashions of Old New England in your favorite used books store, I highly recommend it. (The full text of the book is also available via Project Gutenberg.)
Friday, September 19, 2025
1935 postcard from Angelo Frank Buffone to his brother Dominic
Hay Big boywhy in the hell didn't you write to us we are all wonder [?] what is the matter with you. I here you and Morella [?] are coming home Saturday. If you are I'll coming out there Friday night about 8 or 9 o'clock to take you in. So wait for me Friday night.Be Good Dick.Frank Buffone. Worc., Mass.
Tuesday, September 16, 2025
RIP, Charles Robert Redford Jr.
Robert Redford, an iconic American actor and Oscar-winning director, died in his sleep at age 89 today in Sundance, Utah, the location of the Sundance Institute, which he founded in 1981 to support emerging and aspiring independent filmmakers.
Ethan Hawke wrote on Instagram: “Robert Redford, our ultimate champion of independent film, relentless advocate for authentic storytelling and fiercely passionate environmentalist. Robert’s legacy remains ingrained in our culture, transformed by his artistry, activism and the founding of Sundance Institute and Film Festival.”
It's hard to pick and choose from among all the incredible films Redford was involved with, but if I had to program a two-week memorial film festival that admittedly involves a lot of my personal favorites, it would look something like this:
WEEK 1
- Festival opener: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)
- The Hot Rock (1972)
- The Sting (1973)
- Three Days of the Condor (1975)
- All the President's Men (1976)
- (This is chronological, but it's the viewing order I'd put them in even if it weren't. It takes us from his superstar emergence to a series of 1970s films that transition from fun to serious, while being thrilling all the while.)
WEEK 2
- Ordinary People (1980, director only, for which he won the Oscar)
- The Natural (1984)
- Sneakers (1992)
- The Horse Whisperer (1998, director and star)
- Finale: All Is Lost (2013)
- Coda: "Nothing in the Dark," 1962 episode of "The Twilight Zone" (pictured at top)
Saturday, September 13, 2025
Saturday's postcard: This summer camp skunk is gr-r-reat
"Tony began to be humanized in the 1970s; he was given an Italian-American nationality and consumers were briefly introduced to more of Tony's family including Mama Tony, Mrs. Tony, and a daughter, Antoinette. Tony was a popular figure among the young Italian-American population and it showed in 1974, where he was deemed 'Tiger of the Year' in an advertising theme taken from the Chinese Lunar Calendar. ... Later that year, Tony graced the covers of Italian GQ and Panorama. ... In addition to Tony's success, during this decade, son Tony Jr. was even given his own short-lived cereal in 1975, Frosted Rice. [Martin] Provensen's original art design for the tiger has changed significantly over the years, as Tony the whimsical, cereal-box-sized tiger with a teardrop-shaped head was replaced by his fully-grown son Jr., who is now a sleek, muscular sports enthusiast."

























